Jose, Hulk, and I were wandering on the spaceship runway, looking for where our spaceship was parked.
"So you approved this facility, sir. Is that what I should understand?"
"If you only knew what happened when you were gone," Hulk began to speak. "...Mehmet harassed a Enchanced..."
"I didn't do anything like that..."
"We accidentally bombed the facility..."
"That definitely didn't happen..."
"We destroyed the plane while landing it..."
"That might have happened a little. Let's not say we destroyed it, but let's say we caused some damage."
"And then you gave your approval, sir? That's a very sudden decision."
"Don't worry, Jose... Did you forget that I'm the inspector here? It was a truly proper approval."
At that moment, we had reached the hangar where our spaceship was located. While I had to walk around in the atmosphere with my extremely cool space suit, Doctor Lara was only wearing a raincoat-like outfit. She had something resembling a grocery bag over her face and apparatuses resembling earplugs in her nose. She had some hologram papers in her hand and seemed to be coordinating the repair robots around the spaceship.
"Is everything complete?"
"Almost complete... You can go to the spaceship if you want."
"Thank you for everything," I had said as I got on the KF-15, which was named Hawk. At that moment, Lara grabbed me by the wrist and said: "No, thank you for everything, Mehmet. Especially for what you said..."
As the spaceship was taking off, I was looking down at Lara, who was watching the ship with the hologram papers in her hand. As the spaceship's jet engines started, the hologram in the woman's hand first disappeared. Then the woman began to walk slowly toward the other side of the hangar.
"So you don't know what it was that made me faint, is that it?" Jose asked while taking off. "I think you're lying from the tone of your voice, Hulk. Sir, what do you say?"
Lara walked with heavy steps to the other side of the hangar and waited for the elevator to arrive.
"Sir..."
As the spaceship went out of the opened roof of the hangar, my eyes searched for Lara's gaze one last time.
"Sir... Are you okay?"
At that moment, I saw Lara's hand move. The last thing I saw about Lara was her middle finger extended toward me. This must have meant that Lara was giving me the cold shoulder, but there was one thing Lara didn't know. And that was that I might have borrowed her private communication information without her knowing. Not the communication information she created for simple work; I had borrowed the communication information of the account she created for her online database where she saved her photos and her toys in 3D. Who am I kidding, I stole it without her knowing. So how did I do it? Have I ever told you that I am an expert at doing two things at the same time in bed?
